The Daily bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Hawaii]) 1882-1895, 1887-11-22
A PAUPER's DYING REQUEST.

An amusing and yet pathetic in
cident in what the poet Gray called
A." the short and simple annals Of
the poor" is told by Mr.. John j. r.
BIicklejohn, one of the Inspectors
of the Poor, at Sherwick, Shetland
Islands. He says that some time
ago an old woman, named Barbara
Smith, came under the notice of the
Board. She was extremely i'll, aud
it did not look likely that she would
long need care of any kind. She
did not reside on the main land, bn'
on small island few miles distant
and there being no parochial institu-
tions in that place, Barbara neces-
sarily occupied the position OF
pauper living out. The trouble
from which she suffered dated back
many years. In better and more
prosperous days she had in some
way laid the foundation for Chronic
Indigestion and Dyspepsia, and out
of this had sprung other complaints
as age and bodily infrmities crept
apace upon her.
Barbara was not ignorant, albeit
she had fallen into poverty. In ear
lier life she somehow obtained the
advantage of fair education, and
this, added to native shrewdness,
enabled her to use good judgment in
respect to her own situation and
state of health. Although she had
long suffered from asthma and
bronchial affection, Barbara was
wise enough to see that these all
ments arose from the disordered
stomach and digestion, and that II
the main trouble could be cured the
others would soon leave her. 1t is
probable that her disease began as
others do, with the usual symptoms:
headaches, bad breath, the rising OF
sour fluids in the throat, oppression
and falntness at the pit of the stom-
ach, loss of sleep, coated tongue,
dull eyes, bad taste in the mouth,
&C., and finally became chronic and
hopeless through her not being able
to find any remedy. The Inspector
states that she had been under med
ical treatment for years, but to no
effect. In this strait she one day
made the following touching appeal
to the Inspector: 81 have been
swallowing medicines for months.
They do me no good. l am going
on from worse to worse. l can en-
dure it no longer. | feel that in a
week or two l shall be dead. There
is one last request l would make OF
YOU: give me a bottle of Mother
Seigels Curative Syrup; it is my
only hope. If it proves q failure
and does me no good l will die il
peace, and make no more expense
to the parish"
1t seems she had got hold of one
of Mother Seigel's Almanacks and
read of the great cures wrought by
the Syrup in cases like hers.
The Board pitied the poor lone
woman and granted her petition, be-
lieving, however, the syrup woule
prove as useless as the other medi
cines she had already taken. Wha
was their establishment to find, in thu
course of few days, that she hat
not only been able to get out of bed
but to move about outside the house
and had taken journeys to a consid
cradle distance, and was actually en-
ioying better health than since She
was first taken i'll. The asthma ant
bronchitis, which were no more thar
symptoms of her true disease (indi
gestion and dyspepsia), rapidly
abated, and it now seems that Bar
bara will soon be as hale and hearty
as the Inspector himself, and be on'
of the hosts of living witnesses tt
the power of Mother SeigePs Syrul
to save the thousands who were jus
ready to perish.
Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup il
for sale by all chemists and medi
cine vendors, and by the proprie
tors, A. J. White, Limited, 30 Far
ringdon Road, London, E. G.
1919